This is a song about "High tech"

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Cause he disrespected a tech

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

I got no nine and a tech see, just these rhymes that i've written

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Just maybe this verbal tech, words'll affect this nervous wreck!

A few hackers could destroy us, we all rely on tech and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Tech to the head of it's kid, held for ransom

Hear the rambling in the sky

Everybody ,your hands up high,